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Saturday, February 27, 2010

That is you to they

Man.
All of a sudden, I feel really really tired. And sick of life. Of everything, in general.
Don't you just hate it when something awesome happens, something finally right, then one word brings it all crashing down? When life really has nothing better to do than kick you in the face? And then this wave of depression and anxiety just kind of washes over you and you're just being carried along by the flow but not doing anything. When you're down and out no one gives you anything but when you're way up there everyone's just rushing to give you stuff. Ironical, but that's how it is.
I feel insignificant. Like a piece of debris carried out to sea by the wave. Like I don't matter anywhere. Okay, I know maybe it isn't true, but I just feel that way. So sue me.

... I really don't know! I suddenly start thinking of... bass tabs! While I'm hearing a song! So it goes like;
If she D (knew) what she wants, he'd be G (giv) -ing it A (to) her. And et cetera.
Which is really funny cos I keep on repeating it over in my head. Bass is really like an instrument you play like a guitar, but it's actually percussion that plays notes. Everytime I listen to any song I always turn on bass boost! So I always make it a point to notice that the bass always coincides with the drum beats and it's very on-beat. I want to learn bass! It is way cool.
And strangely I always find myself reverting to, say, Sandy Denny on YouTube. Like I try to find more songs, but I somehow ended up with Northstar Grassman and the Ravens. No, it's not that I don't like it, in fact I quite do (but Michael's version is more unpolished -- which is awesome, really, her voice somehow fits it more, I think) , but it's just strange. I can go from New Wave to, say, Classical! It's just really strange. Nevermind, I like Sandy Denny anyway.

I have a lot of projects to do. This really really sucks.
Chem PT. D: Now you see why I think life sucks.
Bye.

Posted at 11:51 AM




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